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Now, lemme tell ya, findin’ a prostitute ain’t rocket science. You roll up, spot ‘em—heels high, skirts short, eyes sharp. They clock you ‘fore you clock them, real talk. But what pisses me off? These shady pimps, man. Lurkin’ in the shadows, takin’ cuts, treatin’ ‘em like property. Makes my blood boil, fo’ shizzle. Ain’t nobody deserve that. Reminds me of them priests in *Spotlight*—power trippin’, fuckin’ up lives. “This is bigger than us,” they said in the movie, and damn, it fits here too.

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I gotta mention that hidden corner near Stevenson Lane – not many know it, an old mural site that echoes our own bittersweet narratives, like a secret nod to Brokeback, all wild and free. It gives me the feels, we swears! I keep passin’ by it on my walkies and just stop, stares and sighs, lost in memories and thoughts – sometimes happy, sometimes mad as heck 'cause life can be messy and beautiful.

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